The third proof:
C. Absalom’s Premature Death
In the confused fighting, some of David’s men chanced on Absalom in the thickets. Seeing them, he dug heels into his royal mule, who obliged by diving into the underbrush. Absalom soon found himself confused in a maze of oak trees with branches that seemed just high enough he could get under them. But when he rode under they proved just low enough to snatch him by his long hair from the beast while it went on, leaving its rider hanging in mid-air.
There he hung and swung, twisting, clawing, cursing, trying to get away, only to make the knots more secure.
One of Joab’s men had followed the rebel into the thicket and saw him, frantic and helpless. Off the trooper went to inform Joab. And after they had exchanged a few contradictory words, Joab and his bodyguard rushed into the thicket.
There the wild-eyed egotist still hung, begging for the mercy he had never shown. Joab instead pulled three javelins from his armor-bearer’s pouch and, one at a time, flung them into Absalom’s body—inflicting agony if not death.
Then, treating him like a Rasputin who refused to die, Joab ordered his men forward: to slash him apart; mangling him into a bloody pulp; then cutting down what remained and, casting it into a pit, covered with stones.
How far Absalom died from the glory he envisioned for himself! End Part III